Okay, back to our Tales In Hollywood. We hit the Kodak Theater mall which is right across from our hotel and went to a sushi place up on the third or fourth level. I got a Philadelphia roll and a dynamite roll. Only thing was that they put this amazing southwest spiced up cheese type layer on top of all of the sushi pieces and it was F’ING AMAZING! I still stop to think about it every once in a while. The sushi was great. The restaurant itself was very unusual. It seems that you were allowed to cook your own food for some items as each seat had its own mini cooker thing in front of it. I am behind the times as far as these nouveux japanese restaurants are concerned. This couple sitting to the left of us even offered up their extra food. We politely declined. They heaved a sign and went back to gorging. The sushi place also offered this special meat that was $97 a pound. The cow is massaged and never builds up hard muscle and then when they hit a special magic button at the slaughterhouse to convert the animal into a steak, you get this super mega tender steak. Freaky. Inhumane, you say? Hey, we were in LA for crying out loud.
The next day we visited Disneyland. Pirates of the Carribean and Space Mountain were both closed. Major suckage. Space Mountain apparently isn’t even reopening until 2005 for the 50 year anniversery. They’d better put in some upgrades, then. We did make the rounds and after only 8 hours we were pretty much done. There is something to be said about the difference between hanging out with your family at Disneyland and comparing that to hanging out with a hot girl (or two) at Disneyland. Major difference. The car’s NeverLost system found our way quickly and safely.
The next day we visited Rodeo Drive for several hours. It was Memorial Day and about half the shops were still open for business. We stopped at Jamba Juice and I bought the Peanut Butter something or other. My brain is worthless as far as these details go. I only drank about 6 ounces of the stuff. Too sweet and I’ve been on a eating healthy kick for the last 6+ weeks. Another story in that. I believe we returned to the hotel around 4 PM and basically crashed and burned until the next morning. There’s nothing like sleeping 12 hours except maybe sleeping 13 hours. Okay, more later. Going out to Irma’s Restaurant with The Rebecca.
